Although his eyes were red, he couldn't help himself as usual: "Even though it's broad daylight, I wouldn't mind if we get into bed for a little activity." He paused for a moment, "I'm a bit excited right now."
Ye Zhi immediately shot him a look: "Are you asking for a beating? Hurry up and pound your medicine!"
Gong Juechen grinned slyly before continuing to pound the medicine.
Once the medicine was ready, Gong Juechen and Ye Zhi began to make the ointment. By the time the dark and sticky ointment was prepared, night had fallen, and without caring about the darkness, Gong Juechen took the ointment to find Feng Feiyan.
At this moment, Feng Feiyan was having dinner in the dining room with An Jing and the others.
As soon as everyone saw Gong Juechen arrive, they wanted him to join them for dinner, but Gong Juechen lightly patted the jar in his hand, "While the ointment hasn't solidified yet, Feiyan, quickly go back to your room, and I'll give it a try."
